And She Danced. ||✅ *Undergoing Construction*

Chpt.12 ~ Idiots like me

Not so soon after our little 'break' gran made us leave.

Now I'm back home curled up on Gran's couch watching reruns of glee.

And let me tell you, acafellas will always be close to my heart 😍.

Is it weird that I might have a crush on Mr. shoe?

"Hey, mind if I join you?", gran asked.

Actually, I kinda do.....

"No, not at all", I smiled.

She took a seat beside me. "So, what are we watching?"

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"So, tery isnt really pregnant, she wants quin's baby, quin isn't pregnant for Finn, its puks child, sue is a bitch, how do you keep up with all of this?!", gran exclaimed.

I chuckled. "We're only on season 1! What are you complaining about?!"

"how many seasons are there?"

I laughed. "You don't wanna know!"

Gran rolled her eyes and facepalmed.

"How about we watch once apon a time?", I suggested.

"Is that a movie!", gran hopefully asked.

"No"

She sighed.

"How about mean girls?"

"Is that a movie?"

"Yeah...but it does have a part two..."

"No"

"How about divergent?"

"What's that?"

"Kinda like hunger games"

"What's that?"

"Moving on.... Let's just keep on watching glee"

"Agreed."

I tried my best to hide my smile, and so did gran.

It would've been a perfect bonding moment, if only my phone didn't ring at that moment.

"Hello....its me", I answered (more like sang).

"I was wondering if after all these years you'd like- to babysit the kids tonight, dad's got an important meeting and I have a date", cyder replied.

I sighed and glanced at gran who stared at me expectantly.

"Is it okay for me to babysit tonight?"

Gran nodded.

"Fine, I'll be there in ten", I spoke into the phone before leaving my spot from the couch.

I kinda felt bad, leaving gran alone and all.

"Hey, gran, wanna come?"

"Oh, I don't wanna intrude"

"Its okay, its really not a problem."

She nodded.

I honestly don't know what made me ask her, but I guess she might have grown on me, and it's not like I can call up Vanessa and ask her, especially after our little spat today.

I debated on whether too grab a sweater, but went against it.

The cold wind greeted, more like attacked me the moment I opened the door.